"Mom, why are you still up? Didn't I call you and tell you not to wait for me?"
When Xu Ting got home, she quietly went upstairs and checked on Xu Nianhua, who was still in confinement. At that moment, Nianhua was leaning against the bed listening to the radio. As soon as she heard Xu Ting coming back, she immediately turned off the radio and asked, "How was it, Xiaoting? Did no one bully you on the set today? Did your dad just leave you alone on the set? Shooting at night must be really tiring, right?"
Xu Nianhua bombarded Xu Ting with a series of questions.
Xu Ting smiled broadly and affectionately said, "Mom, Dad treats me well, and even the director takes extra care of me because of Dad. Dad wanted to leave someone with me, but I didn't let him. There are so many people on the set, I'm doing just fine. And Mom, you know what? Filming is really interesting; I really like it."
"Really?" Xu Nianhua's eyes shifted upward, landing on Pei Yicheng.
